Tuesday, January 8, 2008

as i imagined, our reputation precedes us

I won't compose an incredibly verbose introduction to this post because, well, it's truly unnecessary. But I will set the proverbial stage: A lunchtime G-chat with an old high school friend, who currently lives in Chicago and is looking to move to New York City.

T: Do you know anyone that can get me a job in NYC? Or anyone who needs a roommate?



me: Oh.

T: I've always had this weird dislike for that city. I feel like everyone has an agenda that just isn't real.

me: You mean the agenda to be a tool? Wait, nevermind. That's real.

me: Wait, how do you know DC sucks? Have you been here? I'm doing some research now. I'm wondering if people need to come here to know it sucks or is it something you can tell from the outside.

T: You can tell from the outside, but I went once and decided from then that I just didn't want to ever go there again.


Does this concern anyone else that people feel the same way about the goddamn Capital of the Free World as they do about the gulag?!

Only one thing can help us now...

Orange Mocha Frappuccino!


BAD said...

to be fair, most people didn't have to go the gulag to know that they never wanted to go there again.

mama's got moxie said...

ummmmmm... why don't you just move from this godforsaken city that you hate so much? i don't get it.

Marissa said...

mama's got moxie --

Oh, I would never abandon a city when it needs my help the most!

Think of it like this: If I see an ugly-lookin', haggard old mutt on the sidewalk (in pleated pants), I'm not going to just let it lay there and die. Nope, I ain't leaving 'til that mutt is best in show.

But like any good intervention, the first step is recognizing the problem. Especially if we can all laugh about it.